Oh Ann, I can relate to the one about the glassdoor, I did the same, when visiting friends in Spain (for the first time) I headed right for the balcony and walked into a huge glassdoor.

Some years back we had a few funny incidents in 2 hotels. John and I went on one of these cheap package tours to Ibiza. We were usually lucky to get a nice hotel, but this time, we got one of these "OH NO!" hotels. We just had to move to another! Even though we managed to get a room on the top floor, it was noisy like he..!! There was a disco at the bottom. Just before we moved, I tried to get the hairdryer plug out of the wall socket, but the whole lot came out! The hotel and the whole street went completely dark - but at least the music stopped!

Soon after, we moved on to the next hotel and it was lovely! Just one little thing - the toilet was running! I was out there and figured, if I turn this little screw, it will stop. And right I was - partly, the more I turned it, the less water was running, when suddenly it came off and water started pouring out! I screamed for John to come and do something while trying to hold my finger on it, but I had locked the door. Eventually, I had to let go and open the door, and we had to call the reception. An elderly Spanish lady came up with a pair of pliers and eventually stopped the flow. The whole bathroom floor was under water, so we had to change rooms once again! This was pretty embarressing!